HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Citizen, 1990-11-07, Page 5THE CITIZEN, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 1990. PAGE 5.
Enough
of these
phonees
“Mister Watson, come here. I want
you.”
Those seven fateful words were uttered
114 years ago. Anyone in the vicinity of the
young inventor who said them would have
concluded he was nuts. After all it was
1876 - no cars, no electric lights, no
radios - and here was a man in broad
daylight, all by himself, talking into some
newfangled jumble of wires and machin
ery.
He wasn’t mad; he was Alexander
Graham Bell. And he had just transmitted
intelligible words by telephone for the first
time.
A momentous moment in the history of
man. Still, I wonder what Bell would make
of his invention if he could walk our planet
today. I wonder how he’d react to the sight
of phone booths on street corners? Or the
fact that people routinely ring up Mem
phis, Melbourne or Moscow? What would
he have to say about telephone answering
machines? Could he in his wildest dreams
have imagined that one day an American
Do people remember enough on Remembrance Day?
Mary Stretton
Brussels
Mary Stretton, towncouncil
lor of Brussels, replied “It
doesn’thold thesamevalues
as it is used to be cause
people are far more remov
ed. It should be a time to
reflect upon the cost of the
world wars and maybe it
should be a time to reflect
upon peaceand with the Gulf
crisis the way it is, everyone
should be hoping for a
peaceful solution.’’
president would talk by phone with an
astronaut orbiting the moon?
Personally, I’d surrender my Bell Credit
Card for the chance to see Alex’ face as he
listened in on a radio phone-in show.
The telephone has transformed all our
lives just as surely - and perhaps as
profoundly -- as fire, the wheel, and Mister
Edison’s wee, incandescent glass bulb.
But let’s face it - it hasn’t been roses all
the way.
The miracle of the telephone also
ushered in the curse of the obscene call,
wrong numbers, heart-shattering intru
sions during lovemaking ...
And worse. Exhibit A: the cellular car
phone.
I resent government intrusion as much
as the next civil libertarian, but if El
Supremo Muldoon was to send in his
jack-booted Van Doos tomorrow to confis
cate and blast to smithereens every car
phone from Come-By-Chance to the Queen
Charlottes, he wouldn’t hear a peep of
disapproval from me.
Have you had the experience yet?
Driving down the highway, you suddenly
face an on-coming set of hi-beams weaving
and strobing from one side of the road to
the other, homing in on you like an Exocet
missile? Your knuckles whiten on the
wheel as you pump the brake and look for a
good stretch of shoulder to slew your car
onto. All the while, your brain, on Red
Alert, is riffling through the possibilities --
Drunk? Escaping bank robber? Kamikaze
Commuter? Driving School instructor gone
beserk? The death ship clears your port
side by millimetres and you see the driver
Kathy Bromley
Blyth
Kathy Bromley of Blyth,
vice-president of the ladies
auxiliary said “ I do notice
that there’s less younger
people that don’t seem to
understand what it’s all
about. There is getting to be
fewer and fewer people that
realize just what Remem
brance Day means. People
did lay their lives on the line
for us. That’s what it’s all
about, we should remember
them.’’
Shelley Bray
RR 1, Ethel
“I think people in this
society have no idea how
horrible the war was. It’s
very sad that some of the
new generation couldn’t be
more respectful towards
those who lived through the
warand its hardships. We
don’t remember, and we
haven’taclue of what it was
really like.’’
for a moment. He is none of the above. Just
some Yuppie driving one-handed while the
other cradles his car phone.
I’m not the only curmudgeon who’s
disenchanted with the marvel of Getting
The Long Distance Feeling at 100 kilome
tres an hour - or in a lot of other formerly
private places for that matter. Movie
patrons, restaurant customers and public
transit passengers are rising up to protest
these jangly little beggars that are popping
up in places that used to be peaceful and
quiet. One Florida movie chain has banned
the use of portable phones in all its 18
movie houses. Bravo. Odeon and Cineplex
please copy.
I am no fan of the cellular phone
phenomenon, but I have no illusions about
stopping them. Car phones are so popular
they’ve spawned their own sub-industry.
Commuter Products Corporation of Emery
ville, California offers a whole line of car
phone accessories including in-car elec
tronic message boards, clipboards that
attach to the steering wheels, and even, so
help me, fax machines that fit right under
the dashboard.
What next? Well, Phonevision of course.
The day is coming - or so we are
threatened - when you’ll have to dress up
to answer the phone, because whoever’s
calling will be able to see you as well as talk
to you.
Include me out. As a matter of fact
there’s only one telephone accessory I still
lust after.
You folks can buy up all the cordless
phones if you want. I’ve got my name in for
a Phoneless Cord.
Herb Stretton
Brussels
Herb Stretton, a verteran of
W.W. I, of Brussels answer
ed, “The younger genera
tions seems to forget it or at
least I think they do because
other than the school child
ren at the service at the
cenotaph, you don’t see too
many young people there. I
believe the Legion deserves
more recognition for their
services. There will be wars
and rumors of wars as long
as there are people on
earth.’’
Letter
from the
editor
The two sides
of charity
BY KEITH ROULSTON
The two sides of charity were seen
recently in Orillia where a story that was
once evidence of the warm heartedness of a
community, turned sour.
Orillia made headlines a few years back
when the community rallied behind the
courageous fight of Joey Philion, a
teenager who had his life changed forever
in a tragic fire. Joey escaped the fire with
his life but his burns were so hideous that
he faced years of treatment before he could
hope to live any kind of life at all.
He must have been inspired by the
response of his townspeople. They made
helping him a community crusade. Dona
tions rolled in and volunteers went to work
building his family a new home, one that
could accommodate handicapped people as
Joey was bound to be when he finally came
home from hospital. As the money rolled in
a trust fund was also set up to help Joey in
the future.
But somewhere over the years things
went wrong. Joey and his family claim they
felt they were “owned” by the community.
People would drive by and look at their
house and point it out to strangers. The
family decided to leave Orillia and settle on
the west coast.
People in the community, including the
contractor who headed up the campaign to
rebuild the family house, were outraged.
Many hinted that there was some plot of
Joey’s mother and stepfather to make off
with his money for their own purposes.
There were angry confrontations before
television cameras. The once heart-warm
ing situation became heartbreaking in
stead.
While the Joey Philion situation is the
most dramatic, there’s nothing isolated
about the feelings involved. Even when
people open their hearts and wallets to
generously help someone they often feel
they should have some say in what the
people do. I recall the situation of the
“boat people” a decade ago. Probably
never has the warm, generous side of
Canadians been more evident than in that
tragedy. With an innovative program
where the Canadian government matched
the number of refugees sponsored by
private citizens, Canadians rescued more
than 100 thousand Vietnamese from intern
ment camps in the far east.
Churches across the country and locally
were among the leaders in sponsoring
families, finding them homes and donating
clothing and furniture until they could get
started. 1 remember a friend telling me
members of one church were terribly upset
about the ungratefulness of “their” family
because the people wanted to move on out
of the community as quickly as they could.
It was an insult to the charity of the
community that this family wanted to
leave.
I can recall other cases where communi-
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Letters to the editor
Korean teacher seeks pen pals for her students
DEAR EDITOR,
It is my great pleasure to write to
you. I expect you will be pleased to
accept my appeal regarding’ over
sea pen pals for our students.
I am an English teacher in a
noted high school, in Seoul, Korea.
This school has about 2,500 stu
dents of both sexes. I am eagerly
seeking foreign students who
would like to correspond with our
students. There are many Korean
students who want to exchange
letter and friendship with foreign
pen friends, and they frequently
request me to let them have foreign
pen friends.
Throughout my foreign language
teaching career, I’ve noticed this
would help not only their English
and emotional life, but also expand
their knowledge of foreign lands.
This would also promote world
wide friendship and mutual rela
tionship as well as serving as a true
foundation of world peace.
It feel it is necessary to publish
this simple wish among the boys
and girls of the world. Therefore, I
courteously request you to run this
letter in a corner of your valuable
paper.
The only information I need of a
student is his or her name, ad
dress, age, sex, hobbies and pic
ture if possible. I expect to receive
many letters from your readers
wishing to correspond with our
students. (Welcome group or class
request).
I will appreciate it very much if
you let me have the chance to do
this for my students. This would be
a warm and thoughtful favor.
Awaiting good news, I remain.
Miss Park Myeong Shim
C.P.O. Box 3315
Seoul 100 Korea
People pleased
with postal service
THE EDITOR,
Recently, many community
newspapers in Southwestern On
tario have carried an advertisement
from the Canadian Postmasters
and Assistants Association
(CPAA). The advertisement alleges
that service to rural Canadians has
declined.
This is false.
The union’s allegation that cus
tomers are frustrated by the so call
ed decline in postal service is
simply not born out by the facts.
Numerous surveys by independent
third parties clearly indicate that
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